The pain I feel
In memory of my mother
the pain I feel is like a hollow empty pit inside my stomach. The pain I feel is like a knife to the heart, sharp and painful. The pain I feel is like a vice squeezing the fabric of my soul. The pain I feel is like a hollow, empty feeling. The pain I feel is like there is no hope it will ever leave me.
The pain I feel is the endless, sleepless nights. The pain I feel is not hearing you say good morning. The pain I feel is not hearing you say goodnight. The Pain I feel is that relentless feeling I am going to mourn for the rest of my life. The pain I feel is the feeling of being lonely. The pain I feel I beg and plead will go away. The pain I feel is like I am drowning in a cold, deep, dark sea.
The pain I feel is like a cold winter night sucking all the warmth from my body. The pain I feel is like a blistering hot day burning me to the core. The pain I feel is like bile in my mouth, and the twisting and turning in my stomach. The pain I feel is like an open wound covered in salt, and I am in agony. The pain I feel is like a raging storm threatening to blow me away. The pain I feel is like an earthquake threatening to swallow me up.
The pain I feel is mourning the fact that you died, and I must face this world without you. The pain I feel is I wont see your smiling face. The pain I feel is not hearing you laugh. The pain I feel is never hearing you play the piano again. The pain I feel is not hearing your stories, even if you repeated them a thousand times. The pain I feel is never going out to eat breakfast with you. The pain I feel is never spending time with you.
The pain I feel is knowing I will never hug you again. The pain I feel is knowing I will never be able to say I love you to your wonderful face. The pain I feel is tearing me apart limb by limb. The pain I feel is the river of tears I have cried because I miss you so much. The pain I feel hurts me from the inside out. The pain I feel is not bieng able to say i'm sorry for not bieng more patient with you. The pain I feel was the fact I was angry at you just before we had to rush you to the emergency room.
The pain I feel will eventually become a dull ache, maybe someday. The pain I feel will eventually become less, and less. The pain I feel will end someday wether the lord calls me home, or the lord comes back. The pain I feel will go away forever when I am in heaven with Jesus. The pain I feel will be replaced with joy, and happiness when I see you again. The pain I feel will be swallowed up when I see your smile.
The pain I feel will seem like nothing when I will be able laugh with you again. The pain I feel will be a distant memory when I will see all my family and friends who passed before me. The pain I feel will be forever gone and I shall never cry again. Yes the pain I feel is all to real right now. Oh, I miss you so much mom. However I will hold onto the the hope and joy I will see you again. For now I will live my life to the fullest. until we meet again I love you mom, love your youngest son Craig.
About the Creator
Craig Maxwell
I am an aspiring author I am currently working on getting my first novel published. I love to write science fiction, fantasy, horror and dabble in regular fiction.and a little bit of poetry.
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